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Chapter 81 The fate of a beautiful man, thirty-six years and heavy snow

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Four or five days go by in a blink of an eye.

On this day, Lu Jing had to come back early because today was the day to pay his respects to Mrs. Ning and Mrs. Zhong.

Every ten days in the Lu family, the young masters and ladies in the family go to Liuguang Water Pavilion to pay their respects to Mrs. Ning and Mrs. Zhong.

In the last ten days, Lu Jing used the excuse of going to the library but did not go there.

Early this morning, Miss Jin Kui came to remind her that Mrs. Ning was saying that there were always a few young masters and ladies in the house who were unwilling to come to pay her respects. She must have forgotten the severity of the law.

These words were not actually directed at Lu Jing.

There are not many children in the Lu family's main house, but there are many young masters and ladies in the second house, all of whom are of the bloodline left by Lu Chongshan before he went to Nankai Road.

These young masters and ladies knew that they could not inherit much family property, so they became even more scornful.

Mrs. Ning has also punished several people before.

When Miss Malkui learned of the news, she rushed to tell Lu Jing.

This was actually a small matter. The library was not far from the Lu Mansion. He walked a few more steps and came back.

Because of this, after noon, Lu Jing also went to Liuguang Water Pavilion to pay his respects to the two elders.

Mrs. Ning has a royal destiny and is the real head of the Lu family, and Mrs. Zhong is Lu Jing's aunt.

Lu Jing already had some plans to leave the mansion in his mind, and he was slowly implementing them. He didn't want to cause any complications, so a trip to the Glazed Water Pavilion wouldn't be too difficult.

During the greetings, Lu Jing stood at the end.

When Mrs. Ning saw him coming, she never looked at him again.

Mrs. Zhong is still dignified and elegant.

Only Mrs. Zhu looked at Lu Jing several times, wondering what she was thinking.

Lu Jing felt Mrs. Zhu's eyes, but her expression did not change at all.

"I heard that Lu Jiang was disabled. In the past few days, Mrs. Zhou had cried to Mrs. Ning and Mrs. Zhong four or five times, but she was blocked by them. She only waited for the day when the princess drove back to the three states of Chong'an.

Looking at Mrs. Zhu's reaction today, Mrs. Zhou may have been unable to suppress her anger, and she also cried to her."

Lu Jing's thoughts flashed through his mind without the slightest worry.

Madam Zhu is the wife of the Second Mansion and has nothing to do with him. She can at most do some lunar tricks that are not worthy of publicity. He is no longer what he used to be, so how can he care?

"I just want to start with Qing Yue, what kind of method is this?"

Lu Jing smiled casually. Regarding Qing Yue, he had already thought of a way to deal with it and had already implemented it. He himself did not want to spend any time on this ridiculous house fight.

After staying in the Glazed Water Pavilion for half an hour, Lu Jing saw Ning Qiang again on his way back to the west courtyard.

Ning Qiang's complexion improved a lot, but her smile was still a little forced. Lu Jing did not comfort her randomly, but only walked with her for a short distance.

When they separated, Ning Qiang looked carefully into Lu Jing's eyes and said, "Cousin, are you leaving?"

Lu Jing was slightly startled and didn't know how to answer.

Ning Qiang said: "A few days ago, Lian Dong told me that the princess got off the sedan chair on the street and invited you to get on the sedan chair. You have learned martial arts and have made some achievements. You are also a disciple of the library and you have good calligraphy... I always

I feel like this Lu family will soon be unable to keep you."

Lu Jing pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "This mansion is too big, how can we escape easily? We must find a righteousness and a reputation."

Besides...if the old lady and Mrs. Zhong don't want to, not to mention the Lu Mansion, I won't even be able to get out of the small courtyard."

"It's not far away, right?" Ning Qiang blinked.

Lu Jing was a little confused and didn't know why Ning Qiang thought so.

Ning Qiang whispered: "Cousin, Nan Heyu from the Nanguo Duke's Mansion is a genius, and Lingdong said you are also a genius in cultivation. You two are a perfect match. Maybe you will be better off in the Nanguo Duke's Mansion than in the Lu Mansion."

When she said this, she gently covered her mouth with her hand holding the handkerchief, coughed, and said goodbye to Lu Jing again.

Lu Jing looked at Ning Qiang's retreating back and thought in his heart.

Honeysuckle?

He suddenly remembered that Lin Lingdong was the daughter of the first Yuanshen monk in Sunan Road.

"Just like Mr. Guanqi, you saw that I am a fellow practitioner of martial arts and Yuanshen?"

Lu Jing smiled casually and didn't care.

He doesn't intend to hide his cultivation, and it doesn't hurt if he sees it.

After returning to the small courtyard, Qingyue went out to do some shopping and has not returned yet.

Lu Jing took care of the flowers in the courtyard again.

At this time, the autumn wind was gradually freezing, and many autumn flowers were transplanted into flower pots by Qing Yue and brought into the room.

There are actually not many good flowers and plants left in the yard.

He carefully wiped the flower leaves, added some water, returned to the room, and continued to take care of the flowers and plants in the pot.

Until Lu Jing came to the beautiful fairy.

"Is Guixian feeling better?"

Lu Jing was curious, his soul jumped out, communicated with the Lushan Guan Shen Jade, and looked at the thorn rose.

The thorn rose is blood red and delicate, and the vitality flowing in the petals is even stronger.

And at the stamen of the flower... such a beautiful fairy demon is still lying there.

Lu Jing's eyes fell on the great fairy demon, and his thoughts suddenly stopped.

Because at this time, Lu Jing could clearly see that the mysterious demon who had been sleeping with his eyes tightly closed on the stamens of the rose fairy flower had now awakened!

Because this beautiful demon actually opened his eyes at this moment and looked away from Guixian.

However, she still seemed to be very weak, out of breath, and her eyes were filled with confusion.

"You opened your eyes, but you still can't move?"

Lu Jing came back to his senses, with a smile on his face. He poured some water on the rose fairy flower, soaked the big demon in it, and said with a smile: "You will get better soon. I will take care of you all day long, but

It took a lot of time."

When others look at the rose stamens, they cannot see the big demon inside, but the big demon is real.

So when Lu Jing watered the water and the water dropped on her body, the dazed demon's eyes became clearer.

She may have seen Lu Jing looking at him, but she couldn't control her body, and there was a hint of embarrassment on her cheeks.

Lu Jing saw it, thought about it, turned around and took a piece of gold leaf paper, carefully tore off a very small piece, put it into the stamen, and covered the big demon's body.

Only then did he nod with satisfaction, take the fairy to the window, and continue practicing.

Lu Jing practiced the Daxue Mountain Zhenxuan Breathing Method with great concentration for more than an hour.

Suddenly he heard someone knocking on the door.

Qingyue had already returned at this time. He went to open the door and saw a young man from the Lu family knocking on the door.

"Someone delivered a letter to Third Master at the door, and I brought it in."

The young man bowed and saluted, then returned directly.

Qing Yue took the letter into her room, and Lu Jing opened it and read it carefully.

Qing Yue asked curiously: "Master, who sent the letter?"

"It's Miss Shengfu."

Lu Jingdao: "The letter said that she will be a host in the future, and two noble people are coming to the house, and it is just right to invite me."

"This letter also contains some nonsense, saying that there is a noble man with excellent appearance, who is the best in Taixuanjing, and asked me to come and gain experience."

When Lu Jing said this, he couldn't help but smile. If you are familiar with Shengzi, you will find that this young lady from a wealthy family is extremely interesting.

Qing Yue nodded, clapped her hands and said with a smile: "Master, if Miss Sheng invites you, you will naturally go, and... can there be a noble person who is more handsome than the master?"

Lu Jing glanced at Qing Yue helplessly: "Don't say that in front of others, they will say you have never seen the world."

"I have never seen the world."

Qingyue thought for a while and then said carefully: "But even if I see a lot of things in the world in the future, I will probably think that the young master is the most handsome."

"Why?" Even Lu Jing was a little curious.

Qing Yue said: "I don't know either. I just feel that the young master is becoming more and more noble. When he becomes more noble, he will naturally become more handsome."

Lu Jing just thought that these words were caused by Qing Yue's mood and didn't say anything.

Qing Yue asked again: "Master, are you going to Miss Sheng's host?"

Lu Jing was hesitating.

There was a golden light flashing in my mind again.

[Shang 9: Hongjian is in Kui, and his feathers can be used as gifts and good luck.]

[Inviting you with great grace, you can see that you are an adult.]

[Daji: Go to Sheng Mansion for an appointment.

Profit: You can see the adults, you can see the gods. Obtain: the vitality of the ten fates, and the Yangcheng destiny [beautiful man].]

Lu Jing was slightly startled.

There is only one hexagram given in this fortune-telling pattern to seek good luck and avoid bad luck, and it is the top nine auspicious signs.

"You can see the adults, can you see the heavenly beings?"

Lu Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little curious in his heart.

"Heaven..."

"In that case, there's no harm in just going there."

Lu Jing answered Qing Yue and made a decision in his heart: "Besides, this handsome man has an interesting destiny."

His will rested on the fate of that beautiful man.

[Beautiful man: Yang Cheng’s horoscope, as time goes by, he becomes more and more beautiful. 】

"Is there such a destiny?"

Lu Jing didn't care at all.

At this moment, a breeze blew.

Lu Jing and Qing Yue looked up, their expressions changed.

It was not too late at the moment. Although it was already the autumnal equinox, the cold dew had not yet arrived, and there was still some time before frost.

If there is the sun at this time, it is not too cold even in Taixuan Jing, which is located in the north.

But when the gust of wind blew by, when Lu Jing and Qing Yue looked up, they found...

Suddenly there were snowflakes falling from the sky.

The snowflakes are as white as jade, flying in the sky, flying and hovering, and falling.

Every snowflake is as crystal clear as jade, every snowflake is clearly visible...

This means...this is a heavy snow!

It snowed heavily in October.

It's not cold yet, the ground isn't frozen, but it's snowing heavily.

Lu Jing and Qing Yue were fascinated by what they saw.

Qing Yue murmured: "The snow came suddenly..."

Lu Jing didn't understand either. He just looked at the falling snowflakes with Qing Yue and felt that the snow... was so beautiful.

And outside Taixuanjing.

A Confucian scholar carrying a sword stood on Panyang Mountain, looking at Taixuanjing in the distance.

The sword he carried behind his back had a snow-white blade and exuded a cold aura.

The wind blew by, as if bringing out a piece of snow.

The sword-bearing Confucian scholar also held a square box in his hand.

He gently placed the square box on the ground.

Soon after, thunder flashed and thunder roared.

A young man wearing a silver robe, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, walked out of the thunder, and the rich energy and blood dyed the sky above red.

He is the prince of Dafu, with unparalleled power.

"Give these ashes to Chongtian."

The Confucian scholar carrying the sword whispered to the prince: "She has been waiting in heaven for thirty-six years. Now that she is dead, her ashes should be buried in Taixuan Palace."

ps: There will be more updates in the next chapter. It will be updated on time at 10:30 tonight.


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